April 1, 2018
The Weight of a Gaze
I remember sitting in a small café in Kigali, watching the rain turn the red earth into thick, heavy mud. An old...
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Reflections
April 1, 2018
The Architecture of Waiting
I keep a small, rusted skeleton key in a velvet-lined box, though I have long since forgotten which door it once opened....
April 1, 2018
The Weight of Departure
I remember sitting on a rusted bench at the edge of the Muhuri Dam, watching a fisherman named Jamal mend his nets....
